Chapter 92: Choice (Thanks to the leader @星愿久远!)

　　 At this time, Richard was already convinced that the other party could not be a threat to him
　　In other words, no high wizard would be.
　　 No matter what domain the opponent is in, or what kind of spell he tries to cast, as long as he is by his side, he will never have a chance to succeed. Under the surveillance of the "All Seeing Eye", they couldn't even make a move.
　　 That's why Richard takes the sword. As long as he is willing, he can take the other's life at any time, this is his confidence.
Moreover, the person in front of him is a messenger sent by the "hanged man", and may be related to the evangelist; if Richard kills him for a small matter, it is equivalent to sending a signal to tear his face with the "collaborator" . Making enemies for no reason is not what he should do now.
　　 "That kind of swordsmanship just now was really amazing, and the momentum just frightened me..."
　　 Until the shoulder was retracted from the neck, the other party was finally relieved, he patted his chest and praised sincerely.
"You are really strong, is it possible that you are a student of Rasputin? Your swordsmanship can never be unknown... By the way, I can exchange the knowledge I got here with you. It's better to use your swordsmanship genre. Tell me the name..."
　　 The other party started his eloquent speech again. Richard completely ignored his meaning. After confirming that the magic key was indeed true, he slightly nodded at the other party without saying a word, turned around and returned along the path.
　　.........
　　 Looking at the back of the man leaving, Crowley-Alester Crowley closed his mouth and couldn't help but wipe the cold sweat from his hands.
　　 "What a dangerous guy..."
　　 he thought.
　　 "That person cannot be a student of Rasputin, but a collaborator."
　　 "Able to condense the impossibility with the spiritual power of a high wizard, at least a swordsman...maybe even a legendary swordsman. With such a person, can the teacher's plan really succeed?"
　　 He obviously didn't think that the other party was a spiritual wizard.
　　 On the one hand, the number of wizards in the rare field is scarce, and on the other hand...... As we all know, it is difficult for the extraordinary abilities of wizards and knights to coexist.
　　 This is not just a matter of energy consumption. Wizards and knights can condense magical power in different body parts, and there is interference between each other. The higher the rank, the more serious this interference phenomenon.
For example, a person may have a mind that can condense the magic of a master-level and a body that can condense the magic of an apprentice-level at the same time, but it is impossible for the whole body to become capable of refining higher-level magic at the same time-this can be done. Not human.
　　 Mr. Crowley shook his head.
　　 "Forget it, this has nothing to do with me now. Anyway, first complete the task assigned to me by Mr. "The Hanged Man"."
　　 He helped the lens on the bridge of his nose, then patted with both hands.
The bloodthirsty monsters in the dark depths roared frantically at the same time. The rotten body exuded an increasingly strong stench. At the same time, new muscles and bones grew out of the patients' bodies, and some grew out of three arms. Some have an extra leg... which makes their posture swelled and deformed.
　　 The zombies who had gained new power immediately broke through the cage and rushed towards him from all directions, like an unstoppable, dark and red tide.
　　 But no one pounced on Crowley. No matter how they thirst for fresh flesh and blood, how restless they are, they dare not approach the only living person in the dungeon.
　　 The monsters crowded the young people like a king who came to greet them. They should have no reason, but some kind of sublime power shrouded over the cell, symbolizing the origin of life in the world, made them feel awe and horror instinctively, and obediently chose to obey.
　　 "This is the power that belongs to [Ms. Crimson]... the magic that strengthens and controls all living bodies."
　　 Mr. Crowley nodded in satisfaction. He tapped his hands again.
　　 "Go, go and make a big fuss!"
　　So, the rotten tide broke through the fence and poured up to the ground from the ground...
　　
　　 Soon after Richard left the dungeon, he found that it was not just the neighborhood that had become empty.
If someone can look down from above, they will find that the entire first floor is like being swept by a huge storm. Centered on the dungeon where a large number of monsters are held, all the people living here are scattered and fleeing, the farther away from the center. , The larger the blank area left.
　　 Richard’s destination is the location of the Spark Furnace at the center of the ground floor. When he went to attend the fireside meeting, he boarded another secret elevator besides the ladder: a majestic hollow passage runs through the entire wizard tower, from the top to the bottom.
　　 And the power furnace that supports the flight of the magic tower is located below this ground, like the center of a volcano. There is the core of hot lava flowing there.
When Richard approached the central area, he saw large swaths of ruined houses, a burning building in the distance, and a few panicked residents of the magic tower running by, and behind them there were a group of running patients. When he spit in the back, he realized that the situation at the bottom of the magic tower had reached the worst situation.
　　 The empty streets, people rushing for their lives, and hideous monsters chasing after the survivors... All these are the same as the doomsday scenes depicted in zombie movies.
　　 Richard believes that the culprit of the tragedy is the dark wizard sent by the Hanged Man, or even the plague spread by him. And this is impossible for Richard without prior knowledge to stop.
　　...But at least he can stop some things. For example, to prevent things from getting worse.
　　 If this continues, this plague will undoubtedly spread to the upper level along the leaky ladder system. Because this is the purpose of the Hanged Man, creating chaos for the magic tower.
　　 Before the special potion was developed, this disaster that made people degenerate into a demon could not be effectively controlled.
　　 Just like the need to weave an anti-curse to prevent the spread and spread of the curse, only wizards who specialize in the field of life can solve the plague from the source if they develop potions for diseases.
　　 From the current point of view, only the top wizards have this ability to solve it, and it may take a long time. Before that, the lives of thousands of people were in the hands of the ladder system—or rather, Richard.
　　 As long as... he changes his mind.
　　Because there is still a medium-range fear technique around him, the patients dare not approach. At this time Richard has no life danger, but his heart is enveloped by a lingering cloud.
　　 He doesn't mind killing enemies, killing irrational monsters, or betraying the magic tower, anyway, he has no nostalgia for this dark and cruel place.
　　 But in any case, it was difficult for him to accept the death method that allowed people to become zombies. Maybe someone can comfortably be an accomplice in this disaster... but Richard can't.
　　Perhaps it was due to the fact that he had been an ordinary person. When Richard agreed to the conditions of the Hanged Man, he did not think so much, nor did he anticipate such cruel consequences.
　　 "Besides, it's still in front of me."
　　 Richard couldn't help sighing.
　　 He thinks he is not a particularly caring type. But for a modern person, even if an animal such as a cat or puppy die in front of him, not to mention feeling sad, at least he feels heavy, right?
　　 What's more, I want to watch others being bitten and swallowed by patients, and the bitten person becomes a new man-eater after being infected...
　　 "I have decided, Miss real name..."
　　 "Sir, do you want to shut down the ladder system?"
　　 Before Richard finished speaking, the other party had already offered it.
"Yes."
　　 He nodded, and asked hesitantly.
　　 "Miss real name, do you think this lacks consideration?"
　　 If you really want to do this, it means tearing up the agreement with the hanged man. He may be suspected by the opponent, and may even be retaliated against and become an enemy of a legendary wizard.
　　 From a rational point of view~EbookFREE.me~ This is probably not a wise choice. After all, whether it is being suspected or being an enemy of the legend, it is the thing he most wants to avoid now...or the most fearful thing.
　　 The black-haired girl answered calmly.
　　 "According to my understanding, people who can be indifferent to the suffering of others indicate that they lack basic empathy. Such people cannot understand the emotions of others. Sooner or later they will suffer from it."
"I don't think it is necessarily wrong to make a choice based on your own moral sense. Even from the most practical and rational point of view, your choice is still in line with your own interests: material interests can be interests, spiritual feelings The same is benefit. Forcing yourself to make unwilling decisions is likely to become a psychological defect and burden for you in the future."
　　 makes sense. But Richard is more clear that no matter what choice he makes, the real lady will probably find him a suitable reason empathetic.
　　 Having said that, after hearing her words, Richard felt really relaxed.
　　 Because this is his companion, the most trusted companion in the world
　　 "Can you help me with this?"
　　 "Of course. I have readjusted the ladder system."
　　 After a moment of silence, the black-haired girl spoke again.
　　 This time, there was unprecedented seriousness in her tone.
　　 "Sir, don't hesitate, don't worry about my opinion, you just need to act according to your inner thoughts, and I will fulfill your wish for you."
　　 The real name placed his hand gently on the neckline of his night-black evening dress, and whispered.
　　 "Serving you is the meaning of survival I found after waking up... I believe that I exist for this."